STRANGE ENCOUNTERS

STRANGE ENCOUNTERS

The BDM WARRIORS


I have never met a man who could not teach me something.

– Dev

The difference between genius and stupidity is that genius has its limits!

UP CLOSE & PERSONAL

Many people I have met along my journey of life, with their wisdom have changed the direction of flow of my life for the betterment, forever. Alas, there are so many of them that I fail to remember them all.

Every once awhile, I have an encounter with what I term a BRAIN DEAD MORN (BDM)! For some strange but true reason, I remember them forever.

In this episode of STRANGE ENCOUNTERS, I would like to share some of the Moronic Ideologies of these BDMs.

Brace yourself!

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A close encounter with a SUSAH WARRIOR!

BDM @ The SUSAH WARRIOR

This morning I had a call from one of my participants. He is part of a group with whom I am running a year long training program.

His long-winded ramblings were rather ‘moronic’ to say the least. At times I thought he was going to pass out because he did not pause to breath in or out. It is then that I realized that he had had much practice at this trick, even though I was wondering where one had to go to learn to speak without commas, full stops or any other manner of punctuation marks?

And upon the successful completion of the download of his verbal dhyrea, I excitedly opened up an existing file folder in my mind labeled ‘BDM’, into which I store data of such nature. Most times I delete the data, but ahhh, here was a real gem. Must press the ‘save’ button!

He told me in no uncertain terms that his Up-line Leader (in the business) was an $#$^&, &%$#$# and of course a *^%%@ too. So in order to ‘punish’ him, he had decided not to do anything to move his business so that his Up-line could not make any more income from him.

“That will teach him a lesson!” he said with such glee, that I could almost see his full 32 teeth in my mind’s eye.

I have never met a man so ignorant that I couldn’t learn something from him.  – Galileo Galile

I paused a long time and then said, “The difference between genius and stupidity is that genius has its limits! And you Sir, have taken it to the next level.”

“Sir, what do you mean?” he wanted to know.

“I am going to tell you a story of another specimen, just like you, that I had the great fortune to meet.” I replied.

He quickly snapped back, “Sir, why do you have to tell me a story of someone else because the issue is about my Up line, not with this other person in your story.”

“Ahh, but you will find yourself in this story, my dear friend,” was my clever reply.

There was a momentary silence, and I assumed that he was preparing himself to listen to my story.

“Many years ago, while I was a consultant to one of the major Insurance companies in Malaysia, I one day followed one of the agents to help her collect a monthly premium from one of her clients because he had not paid the last several months. He was a close friend of her family and was a part time musician. He did not make much income and so she did not want his policy to lapse. That would mean if anything happened to him, he would have no recourse. And if nothing happened but his policy lapsed then he might be unable to recover most of what he had already paid,” I begin telling him the story.

Every man I meet is in some way my superior.

In that I may learn of him. – Ralph Waldo Emerson

He could not help but interrupt me. “But Sir, I am not selling Life Insurance and I am not complaining about making collections. I just want to kill my bloody &%## Up-Line, so he will know who I am.”

I just ignored his remark as I carried on. “She took me along to see if I could talk some sense into him so that he would not allow his policy to lapse.”

“As soon as he was introduced to me, he started telling me how hard and tough life was for him as a part time musician playing 3 night a week and paid only RM1000 per month. It was not enough for him to make ends meet. When I asked him what he did full time, I was surprised to learn that this was his only job. That’s why he called it a part time job.”

“The rest of the 4 days he simply stayed at home and did nothing.”

DONT ASK!

“I, at that time managed a band, and knew many of the hotel lounge managers who arranged part time bands to perform at the hotels.

Within the next few days I made some calls and arranged for him to meet with an agent who had contacts with most of the major hotels, pubs and event management companies looking for musicians and performers.

My musician friend did meet with the agent and called me almost immediately.

For some strange reason, my musician friend started speaking in a peculiar manner seldom heard of (almost like the guy who called me this morning), no commas or full stops, just one long sentence. The agent had heard of my musician friend as he was rather talented and was given a deal right there on the spot.

He was told that instead of being an in-house musician playing 3 nights a week at one pub (where he was then performing) for a mere RM1000, the agent offered him to perform at two different places. Performing at one hotel 3 nights a week with a starting fee of RM3000 and two night at a pub for RM2500. That meant he could now work 5 days a week and earn RM5500 instead of 3 days a week for a miserable RM1000.

Then he dropped the bombshell, that he did not take the deal. When I asked him why, he said that the Agent was very unethical because he was going to live off his hard earned money. He was going to take a 10% off his earnings as his agent.

I could not believe that this BDM rejected the deal and went back to playing for 3 days a week for a pathetic RM1000.  He refused to part with 10 % but he was willing to lose a potential income of RM4950, which was above what he was then earning. He had nothing to do but sit at home on the other 4 days anyway.”

Why do we kill people who are killing people to show killing people is wrong?

“So, back to you my friend,” I said to this BDM at the other end of my line this morning.

Before I could say the next word, he bounced back, “Sir, what an idiot the musician is. By denying the agent his fee of RM550 he is killing himself by denying himself the RM4950 which could be his.”

“Precisely my point. Why do you think I am telling you his story? Now, how different are you from him?”

There was a long pause, and then his words came over the line in a rush, “OK Sir, I got to go now.” And he hug up without waiting for my response.

With no one at the other end of the line, I said, “I now proclaim thee The SUSAH WARRIOR with the title BDM!”

To these BDMs and other species of their like I dedicate this (and more to come) articles…need I say more???

Beliefs have the power to create and the power to destroy. Human beings have the awesome ability to take any experience of their lives and create a meaning that disempowers them or one that can literally save their lives.

– Tony Robbins

Note

***‘SUSAH’ means… difficult / hard / trouble/ problem/ challenge… in Malay, the national language of Malaysia

One Response to “STRANGE ENCOUNTERS”

  1. Those who set out to harm others will surely end up harming themselves along as well. God bless them and may the veil shielfding their eyes be lifted, so that they can embrace CLARITY.

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